The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

Translator: Lynn

Xu Zitang sighed, “Is Clan Brother really from the Xu family?”

Xu Ziqing replied, “Yes.”

Xu Zitang’s complexion changed slightly, “Seven years ago, Clan Brother was in Baicao Garden?”

Again, Xu Ziqing responded, “Yes.”

Xu Zitang fell silent. After a long pause, she asked, “My elder brother was once threatened by someone in the secret realm, and that person was Clan Brother?”

Xu Ziqing and Xu Zitang exchanged glances and nodded slightly, confirming, “…Yes.”

After asking three times, Xu Zitang didn’t know how to proceed.

Xu Ziqing understood that this woman had always been arrogant and likely had a lot to say. However, while Xu Ziqing had settled the matter with the Xu family in his heart, it was not the case for the Xu family. He needed to make it clear at this moment.

“Miss Zitang, in the secret realm seven years ago, my brother abandoned me for the sake of the family. I don’t hold any resentment. I merely wish to repay the kindness of being born into the Xu family,” Xu Ziqing explained slowly. “In the secret realm two years ago, I not only saved you, but I did so out of compassion, not for any specific ties to the Xu family. It is not worth mentioning.”

Hearing his words, even though Xu Zitang had restrained her temper, her face still contorted with displeasure.

But Xu Ziqing continued, “After leaving the secret realm, I inadvertently discovered the Tian family’s conspiracy and passed on the information to the family head… To repay the steward’s and Xu family’s kindness. Seeing the Xu family safe and sound puts my heart at ease. I joined the Sanxiu League long ago and have no affiliation with the Xu family.”

Having said that, Xu Zitang fell silent.

Xu Ziqing had repaid all the debts of gratitude, leaving no room for accusations of ingratitude. Furthermore, the Xu family had lost a Shanmu spiritual root.

Xu Zitang didn’t say anything further, as doing so might not even leave them on speaking terms. She merely nodded, but her address remained the same, “If Elder Brother ever needs the Xu family, no matter when the Xu family is obligated.”

Xu Ziqing felt that his words had been rather harsh, despite having no regrets. After all, the Xu family was his birth family, and he didn’t want to completely sever ties. In the future, he wouldn’t demand much from the Xu family, so maintaining a distant relationship seemed acceptable. He also nodded, “Of course.”

With their conversation concluded, Su Xin, who sat on Xu Ziqing’s right, turned and poked Xu Ziqing’s arm with her finger.

Perplexed, Xu Ziqing turned his head to look at her.

Su Xin winked and gestured with a concerned expression, “Is Brother Ziqing attracted to Miss Zitang?”

Xu Ziqing didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He knew that Su Xin was straightforward, but her frankness wasn’t always appropriate for teasing. He shook his head, “That’s not the case. But if Brother Axin is interested in pursuing Miss Zitang, I can introduce her…”

This time, it was Su Xin’s turn to shake her head repeatedly, “No need, no need. Although Miss Zitang is beautiful, she appears cold and aloof. If it weren’t for someone as gentle and kind as Brother Ziqing, I’m afraid she wouldn’t be able to melt…” Xu Ziqing sighed, and Su Xin once again directed her words to him. Was she teasing him because she still had feelings for him? It was truly vexing. As he mentioned, Xu Zitang was indeed beautiful, but she wasn’t the person he admired. If he continued the conversation, not only would it be rude, but if Xu Zifeng were to overhear—even if Su Xin was now a single spiritual root—how much sword qi could he withstand? It was best to avoid uttering misfortune.

Fortunately, this conversation was brief, and soon all the monks found their seats and settled down. Tang Wenfei lightly clapped his hands, and silence fell upon the gathering.

Tang Wenfei smiled slightly, “You are all individuals with great potential in the small world of Haotian. But since you have come here, I have something to explain.” The monks listened attentively, “Yes, Senior Tang, please speak openly.”

Tang Wenfei seemed satisfied, “The Dragon Ascension Gate Conference will last for five days, and each day will feature numerous competitions, both Wendou and Wudou. Twenty winners will be selected. As for the others, I will arrange for your departure from this peak.”

His words were straightforward, devoid of any pretense, causing shock among those who heard them. They had known the situation beforehand, but hearing Tang Wenfei state it so directly was a different experience altogether.

“Senior Tang, do you mean by Wendou and Wudou?” someone inquired.

Tang Wenfei thanked the man and stated, “Wendou is judged by cultivation, and Wudou is determined by skills.”

Another individual stated, “I would like to ask Senior Tang to explain in detail.”

“Forget it, you are also very impatient, why not do a literary battle today and get rid of some people,” Tang Wenfei pondered. “We will undertake the Wudou competition in the coming days, and those who lose the Wendou competition, you can use the opportunity to practice well near the spiritual veins, so you don’t waste these few days.”

Due to the positive relationship they shared, Tang Wenfei took the initiative to direct all the monks to the rear of the main hall.

Everyone realized after leaving the main hall that this place’s spiritual energy is much stronger than that of Tenglong Peak. Everyone guessed, not knowing where the spiritual vein was buried in Tenglong Peak, and how amazing it was.

Everyone no longer had to guess after flying with Tang Wenfei for a while.

The more I went to the back mountain, the more spiritual energy I felt, and the deeper I went, the stronger the spiritual energy, and many things before it could not be compared to it.

Everyone noticed a cliff that was extremely steep and went straight to the sky soon after arriving at the back mountain.

Tenglong Peak is inscribed in three distinct characters on the cliff.

These words have the appearance of having been written with a sword; the pen is like a dragon and a snake; and the aura is fearsome.

Everyone was standing at the base of the cliff when they all suddenly felt out of breath and on the verge of suffocation after only a few glances at those three characters.

However, when Xu Zifeng saw it, he developed a kind of frenzy in his eyes.

Excellent swordsmanship! Great momentum!

When Tang Wenfei noticed the monks were hypnotized, he lightly laughed and said, “Return to your senses, everyone.”

His voice roused each monk, who then awoke one after the other. When they looked at it again because they were alert this time, the impact was slightly less. It’s just that they still dare not look too much, lest they be entranced.

Xu Ziqing was a little surprised when he saw those three characters, but he was not fascinated by them. It is because, while that sword technique is excellent, he has previously witnessed his friend Yun Lie’s vertical and horizontal sword qi, which is on par with or even superior to the sword technique on the cliff. Therefore, he did not lose his composure but was just slightly taken aback.

“Everyone, look here,” said Tang Wenfei with a smile. He extended his arm and pointed in the distance. Although this movement is not unusual, it draws attention nonetheless.

All of the monks who followed were astounded.

There are ten slabs of smooth stone on that cliff.

The stone slab is the size of a wheel, shaped like a mill, smooth like a mirror, clean like jade, and colored like curdled milk.

Tang Wenfei said: “This is called Juling Tongbao. It was refined by a craftsman. It is installed on Tenglong Peak. It is also something you use for Wendou battles.”

Tang Wenfei said again: “Wendou’s rules are very simple, every ten people attack the Juling Tongbao with all their strength. If the cultivation base is above the tenth level of Qi Refining, the Juling Tongbao will turn purple; if it is above the ninth level of Qi Refining, below the tenth stage, the Juling Tongbao turns red. The deeper the cultivation base, the purer the spiritual power, and the deeper the color of the Juling Tongbao. Therefore, it is easy to distinguish.”

All the disciples suddenly realized, so easy to understand, the strange part is that this competition is called “Wendou”. But there is no objection about it.

Tang Wenfei then said: “Please also ask the monks who are above the tenth level of Qi Refining to step out.”

As soon as his voice fell, six people came out, scattered. There are very few people who can reach the tenth level of Qi refining before the age of fifty, and once every ten years, the number of people is naturally small.

Seeing that there were only six people coming, the other monks all wiped off their cold sweat.

There is a level difference between the tenth level of Qi Refining and the ninth level of Qi Refining. Most of the former can be kept. Of course, the smaller the number of people, the better for the latter. At least, there are still at least fourteen places that can be competed for.

The six stood together in front of Juling Tongbao, a ray of light flashed all over their bodies, and a magic weapon appeared in each hand.

Xu Ziqing saw that most of the six people held flying swords, and some had brocade silk and long whips, all of them were of high quality.

Without shouting, the six of them shot together again, either slashing with flying swords, or rushing straight away with brocade silk, or slashing with whips. Six rays of light were shot out from the magic weapon in his hand, and all of them hit the Juling Tongbao, and all of them were absorbed by it.

The next moment, Juling Tongbao shone with light.

Without exception, it is all purple light.

Two of them are light purple, three are medium purple, and one is deep purple.

It can be said that the depth of cultivation is clear at a glance.

Zhuo Hanyan, the only Qi-refining tenth-level monk in the Loose Cultivator Alliance, is in the middle place, which is worse than the top one, but more than the bottom one.

Su Xin and Xu Ziqing were standing together, and they were beaming with joy when they saw this: “Senior Sister Zhuo will definitely stay!”

Xu Ziqing smiled: “Miss Zhuo is indeed well-cultivated, and her long whip is very powerful.”

Su Xin also said with a smile: “The whip is a high-grade magic weapon, which was given to Senior Sister Zhuo by Elder Bai. It matches the attributes of Senior Sister, and she cherishes it the most. If it wasn’t for the lower grade, she might have to refine it and use it as her natal magic weapon!”

“I don’t need to worry about Miss Zhuo’s matter,” Xu Ziqing said, nodding. The two of them exchanged a few words, and the six individuals moved to the other side, as Tang Wenfei had intended. Wendou is a success for them.

Tang Wenfei signaled to the monks on Qi Refining’s ninth floor to rush up and battle. The monks soon gave up ten persons. These ten persons were either intimidating or gorgeous as flowers, and they all had a pleasant demeanor, indicating that they had a lot of confidence to step out like way. They also used magical weapons to execute the most powerful moves, allowing the Juling Tongbao to shine.

If the six monks just now were expected by all the monks, the ten persons striking one strike caused many monks to exclaim. Juling Tongbao was full of light, all of which was crimson!

This red light is a deep crimson, not a light red, thin red, or crimson. The color is so deep that it appears to be purple!

Their cultivation bases are obviously all at the pinnacle of the ninth degree of Qi refinement. They will quickly graduate to the tenth degree of Qi purification if they can pierce that layer of barrier!

This time, the Wudou competition of the Dragon Ascension Gate Conference appears destined…

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